Take any one that's free.
MISSING
THE CRIMSON RIVERS THE GLASS LINEAGE
I'm not here. Leave a message.
Léo...
It's me.
Léo...
I've called ten times. You never call back!
I'm really worried, I just...
I just want you to call me back and tell me you're okay.
Call me back, please.
Did I wake you?
Sorry, I didn't realize the time.
I need to file a geolocation request.
Can you add it to one of your cases?
It's really urgent.
Did you lose someone too?
What do you think?
MESSAGES FOR YOUR DEARLY DEPARTED
I'M HERE FOR YOU, FANNY. BUT WHO IS REALLY MOURNING YOUR LOSS?
We traced the mobile to this area, around midnight.
Talk to everyone. Show them the photo I sent you.
I don't know why I do this for you.
Because you love me. -Sure, that must be it.
Hello. -Hi.
Hello, gentlemen.
Are you the boss? -Maybe.
Look.
Did he come in here last night?
No.
You sure? -I said no.
You're hurting me, bitch!
He came in here last night!
Which computer did he use?
That one.
I need the browser history.
What, right now?
Assholes.
Sir?
You can't stay there.
It's me.
Herminien.
Herminien?
MISSING FOR THREE DAYS
HERMINIEN DE MONFERVILLE, 12
LAST SEEN BY HIS SISTER, ALIÉNOR...
... LYON POLICE ARE INVESTIGATING THE DISAPPEARANCE.
... THE SON OF A WEALTHY FAMILY
... THE THEORY OF AN ACCIDENT THAT RESULTED IN THE DEATH OF THE CHILD.
Have you found anything?
Hey! Anyone there?
May I join you?
Thank you.
I wanted to apologize.
I couldn't help myself.
I read your message in the register.
Fanny...
Was that your wife's name?
No.
Not my wife.
A friend.
A very close friend.
So... What did she do, when she was alive?
Climbed mountains. -Oh!
And committed murder.
You're not going to ask how she died? -No.
Yes.
Okay, meet you there.
I'll pick you up at the station. Bye.
I killed her.
My God.
Give me hope again, I beg you.
Do not break me again.
Herminien?
My darling!
Finally!
Herminien!
My darling!
Oh, my God!
My God!
How was your holiday? -I haven't sobered up for a week.
Yours?
Well...
I went to visit a friend.
You've got friends?
Same old jokes.
So, this... -Yes.
... is Herminien.
The youngest son of old Lyon aristocrats, the Monfervilles.
He disappeared in 2013 aged 12.
No demands, no suspects. Never found.
What's this got to do with Léo?
Okay, if they were the same age...
They look similar.
When Leo was 12, he looked exactly the same.
I traced him to a cyber café. He had printed this poster.
I think he's trying to steal the boy's identity.
It doesn't make sense, Camille. -Listen,
Léo's always pulling pranks, running away. But I think this is serious.
I just want to stop him before he gets arrested
or hurts this family.
Six years ago,
God sent us the most terrible test.
Our Herminien was taken from us.
Everything was stacked against us.
The incompetence of the police,
the journalists who worked so hard
to drag our name and our family through the mud.
But today,
God has finally answered our prayers.
He has returned Herminien to us.
He has returned my son.
He has returned your brother.
Our little angel was kidnapped, imprisoned.
We can't know how he has suffered.
But he has been returned to us!
It is a miracle!
Yes! A real-life miracle!
The poor boy doesn't remember what happened.
His traumatized mind won't let him remember.
But we will find the monsters who did this.
Our little Herminien will recover.
He will regain his memory and his happiness.
My poor little brother.
You were tortured for six years?
And now, boom! You're back.
Without the faintest memory.
Louis-Geoffroy! -You think we buy this crap?
That's enough!
Please! -Sorry.
Forgive me.
We're all in shock. Control yourself.
Please forgive your silly older brother.
If you only knew how we've been deceived.
Of course, Mother.
I declare that tonight,
we shall have a huge party. -Yes!
A party that everyone will remember for years to come.
Tonight? -Yes, my darling!
To celebrate your return!
Or shall we say, your resurrection!
But first I think someone needs a bath!
So, my darling, your room awaits.
It's been waiting for six years.
Shit!
What's it like? -An atom bomb!
It better be. I barely felt it last time.
It's an atom bomb, trust me!
I don't, but here's your money.
Hey, son. Don't overdo it.
Alright?
And we're swinging!
My Herminien.
I'm so happy you're alive!
I missed you so much, little brother.
Sorry, you're not on the list. -We're not guests, we're cops.
We have to check something, it won't take long.
Do you have a warrant? -Where do you think we are, the US?
I can't let you on private property without an invite.
Camille, calm down! -Okay, okay, okay!
Let her go, guys. -What the hell's going on?
A misunderstanding. I can explain. -I hope so.
This isn’t your beat. -Watch your mouth, kid.
Everywhere is my beat. -Let’s go down the station.
You know full well who I am.
Calm down, old man. -What did you say?
Old man. Got a problem? -Yeah, I've got a problem.
I've got a big problem! -Calm down, Lucas! You too!
Come and sort this out with Inspector Gaillard.
Okay? -Inspector Gaillard.
Come on, let's go.
You follow us. Lucas, you take the car.
I'm really meant to buy this?
It's the truth. -You're doing my job?
You can think what you want.
Tomorrow's front page.
You're a bit late, my friends.
THE MIRACULOUS RETURN OF HERMINIEN DE MONFERVILLE
Calm down, my friend.
It is God who sent you.
You're going to save us, my boy.
I've spent almost six years on this case.
With no results. I've looked at it from every angle.
I don't buy the abduction. The Monfervilles killed that kid.
What was the motive?
It was likely an accident.
A sadistic act by the big brother. That guy's crazy.
The family hid behind the kidnapping theory
to save their honor, but I never closed the case.
And I had just found a new lead.
What lead? -Aliénor, the little sister.
She opened up to one of my guys in a club.
She told him that Herminien would never be found.
Implying that he is indeed dead.
You know that's worthless on its own.
Maybe. But I was sure I could break her.
She's the weak link. But that's ruined. -Why?
Because of your kid.
He's the perfect way to remove suspicion.
Until you demand a DNA test. -Of course.
Good luck getting them to agree to that.
The Monfervilles are protected.
Besides, your Léo is an adult no?
So if he decides to take Herminien's identity
and has the family's blessing, it's a done deal.
Not digitized?
Inspector Gaillard said you'd prefer paper files.
The old-fashioned way! -The old-fashioned way, huh?
That bastard.
Well, I'll just... -Sure.
Good luck. -Thanks for nothing.
Just like you sister. Can't hold your drink!
Come on. I've got just the thing.
Here. -What is it?
A herbal hangover remedy.
We use it all the time, don’t worry.
A kiss?
Rest up.
Excuse me.
You again? -Can you let me in?
Certainly not.
You want me to do this in front of the journalists?
Léo!
Léo, come on!
You have to be kidding. Léo!
Léo! Léo, seriously!
Get down! -Léo!
Get off me!
On the ground! -I'm a cop, you idiot!
Aliénor, my darling, you'll catch a cold.
Oh, these journalists!
My darling!
Again?
I'm sorry. I can't help it.
It's stronger than me.
Our blood is our most precious possession.
How many times must I remind you?
Thank you, Henri.
Either I didn't make myself clear, or you're a bit slow.
We need a DNA sample.
What part of "I'll take care of it" do you not understand?
They won't give us anything.
We don't have the right to ask for anything.
Is that clear? So, for now, we don't move.
We wait. We follow my method.
Your mentor.
Yes?
What are you doing with that woman?
She's like my daughter. -"My daughter", "my son"!
I'm getting tired of all this family crap.
Well, your "daughter" is locked up. Okay?
Do what you must. -Why did you want to come back here?
Your mountain of files was useless. I need to visit the scene.
This is your method, is it?
What was he doing here? -I don't know.
He would skip school, hitchhike up here...
and take a walk in the wilderness.
Does anyone live out here?
What do you think?
Who saw him last? -Hikers.
They saw him hanging around.
Shall we go? -You go.
I'll stay for a while. -How will you get back?
I'll figure it out.
Okay, but there's not much traffic up here.
What's going on?
The party's not over!
Another? -Another and another!
That's how we do things here.
We live each day as though it's our last.
To the prodigal son returning!
Cheers, little brother. -Thanks.
I hope you've forgiven me for yesterday.
We're all so confused. -It's okay, Louis-Geoffroy. I get it.
Come on, I want to show you something.
We used to play here as kids.
Do you remember?
No.
You don't remember?
No, like I told you.
I remember nothing. They brainwashed me.
Who are you? Tell me the truth!
Where are you from? -Stop, please!
It's me! It's Herminien! Mom recognized me!
Aliénor, too. Stop!
Hey! Pull me up!
Stop! Shit! Please stop!
Louis-Geoffrey, please! Stop!
Please! Pull me up!
I'm begging you! I'm begging you! I'm sorry!
You're lucky we need you alive.
BE TOGETHER AND BE ONESELF
Looking for something?
Not really.
Can I help you? -With wha...
You're on our land!
You looking for a beating, poof?
Enough, enough! Stop.
That's not how we do it!
Never set foot in here again. Understand?
Hey!
I'm watching you. -Good! I'll be needing you.
Niémans, call me back.
Michel? Yeah, it's Camille.
I know, it's been a long time.
I'm in your neck of the woods. Want to meet tonight?
I don't know, outside your place?
I'm looking forward to it, too.
So, darling?
Having fun?
Yes, but...
I'm not feeling very well.
It's time for his pills!
Aliénor, look after your brother.
Come on.
One for Mother.
One for me.
One for Louis-Geoffroy. -No.
He's insane.
He tried to kill me earlier.
Why is he like that with me? What's his problem?
He's not a bad person at heart.
He's always been Mother's favorite.
He's just jealous.
Come on. Open your little mouth.
Another one for Mother.
Why are you doing all this for me?
That's what brothers and sisters do.
Right?
Yes.
Do you think I've changed a lot?
No.
I recognized you the moment I saw you.
What's that?
Your arrival.
What do you mean?
I struggle to manage my emotions.
Is that also what brothers and sisters do?
You didn't always say that, Herminien.
It's okay! I'm going!
Alright? -Mhm.
What's this? -An emergency.
How long to analyze the DNA on it?
Good one. I don't have my stuff!
But there's a hospital nearby.
Do you have permission, a demand? -No, nothing.
Of course not.
Whose is it? -Someone important. A guy.
You've got a guy here?
How long?
A few hours. Depending on the equipment.
Where’s your car? -It's the truck down here.
We need one more sample.
"This is my body, which is for you."
For me? That's exciting.
How about we mix our DNA? -Call me when it's done?
Okay, sure.
Thanks.
Hello.
I'll come right away.
Wait, wait, wait!
I'm coming with you.
I'll call you with the results. Okay?
Will you be okay?
I'm sorry.
Thank you, gentlemen.
You shouldn't pick up your brother's bad habits.
Wait, what are you doing?
Do you want to be one of us or not?
There!